80 year old Isaac has a serious illness and his doctor has just warned him that he doesn't have many more months to live. Isaac immediately decides to leave hospital and spend the rest of his days at home with his wife Rebecca and family all around him.
One night, some weeks later, he's feeling very poorly indeed. There's also a raging storm going on outside their house with flashes of lightening and unbelievably strong winds howling all around. Isaac calls down to Rebecca to come upstairs as he has something important to tell her.
"Darling," he says, "I've never felt so bad as I do now."
"Oh no," cries Rebecca.
"I really think I'm very close to seeing my mommy and daddy again, and also my bubbe and zeyda. And of course, God himself."
"Oh Isaac, Isaac," she says, crying profusely.
"And I want to be with a man of the Cloth before I die, so could you please contact Father O'Reilly at St Christopher's Church and ask him to come here as soon as possible."
"But… you're Jewish, darling," says Rebecca. "Surely you mean you want me to call Rabbi Levy and ask him to come here?"
"God forbid," says Isaac, "You think I would trouble Rabbi Levy to come out to see me on a dreadful night like this?"